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They live on crispy pancakes

Of yellow tide-foam ; Some in the reeds

Of the black mountain-lake, With frogs for their watch-dogs, All night awake.

High on the hilltop

The old king sits;
He is now so old and gray

He's nigh lost his wits.
With a bridge of white mist

Columbkill he crosses,
On his stately journeys
From Slieveleague to Rosses;

Or going up with music

On cold starry nights, To sup with the Queen

Of the gay Northern Lights. They stole little Bridget

For seven years long; When she came down again, Her friends were all gone.

They took her lightly back,

Between the night and morrow, They thought that she was fast asleep,

But she was dead with sorrow. They have kept her ever since

Deep within the lake, On a bed of flag leaves, Watching till she wake.

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If any man so daring

As dig one up in spite, He shall find the sharpest thorns In his bed at night.

Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen,

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1. Uncle Will bought Robbie a dog, which Robbie named Joss. Joss was a puppy; but he grew fast, and was soon quite large.

2. “Robbie,” said his mamma to him one day, why don't you teach Joss some tricks ? He belongs to a very fine breed of dogs, and looks bright. I would teach him something."

3. “Very well,” said Robbie, much pleased, “I will. What shall I teach him?"

4. “Suppose you teach him to carry your tin pail when you go over to Mr. Smith's for yeast," said his mother.

5. “That would be fine,” said Robbie; so that very day, as he had to go for yeast, he thought that he would have Joss carry his little pail for him.

“Come here, Joss,” he said, with a little whistle, which Joss knew very well. Joss came running as fast as he could, wagging his tail, and looking very gay and happy.

7. “Here, sir,” said Robbie, putting the pail

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